A Crown of Broken Vows - The Rookhaven Covenant - Book One
READING AGE 16+
In Rookhaven, promises can be carved into flesh—and Mara Ellery has the forbidden power to cut them free.
Mara survives by repairing harmless charms in her midnight shop and hiding the gift that once cost her everything. Then a dying fae noblewoman collapses across her threshold with a murder-vow carved into her heart.
The signature beneath it belongs to Mara.
The Night Court sends Kieran Voss to arrest her: an exiled prince whose touch can force an oathbreaker to confess. Beautiful, feared, and trained to obey, Kieran has spent a century serving the Crown that destroyed his family. He expects Mara to be another criminal. She expects him to be another royal weapon.
Neither expects the assassins.
When Mara saves Kieran by severing a command no one should be able to break, their magic binds them together. They cannot move more than six paces apart without agony. His wounds echo through her body. Her fear becomes impossible for him to ignore.
But the bond cannot reveal thoughts, intentions, or lies.
Trust must still be chosen.
Hunted through a city where memories can be stolen and witnesses rewritten, Mara and Kieran uncover a conspiracy reaching from her vanished mother to the heart of the Night Crown. Someone has been altering the past, turning innocent people into murderers and loyal servants into weapons. Now that same enemy intends to use Mara’s power to place every promise in Rookhaven under the Crown’s control.
The closer Mara and Kieran come to the truth, the harder it becomes to separate magical necessity from dangerous desire. Mara has survived by never needing anyone. Kieran has spent his life believing he is worth only what he can endure for others. She fears that loving him will give him the power to abandon her. He fears that without his title, his magic, and his usefulness, there will be nothing left for her to love.
To expose the killer, they must place their lives in each other’s hands. To break the Crown, they must face the wounds that made them who they are.
And if they cannot choose each other without magic forcing them to stay, their love may become the cruelest vow of all.
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Three weeks later, Kieran fell through my roof.
The roof no longer belonged to the shop. Legally, the building had been condemned. Practically, half of Bell Street ignored the notice and arrived every morning with boards, nails, food, or an opinion.
Kieran had brought all four.
The ceiling above the old workbench cracked. On……
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